[Ari nods. She has her own reasons for being here, and they don't all relate to winning the prize.]

We did. Anyone who didn't, wouldn't have come this far. I suppose we have to hope that the contract holds out until the end, and then whichever of us finds this Fortuna will have to have their wits about them.

[She takes a moment to admire the Arcadia.]

I've certainly never seen anything like her. It'll be an advantage, flying a ship you know well. I haven't chosen yet.

[Designing her own is tempting, but she's unsure. Is it obscenely decadent, when there's so much choice already? Or has she been gawping at the shipyard much like an isolated frontierswoman would at a line-intersecting station, refusing to take the opportunity before her?]